The Sicilian Clan (Le Clan des Siciliens)

WHEN I PAINT HORSE THIEVES, I DO NOT SAY THAT STEALING HORSES IS WRONG.

THAT IS FOR THE JURY TO DECIDE, NOT ME. CHEKHOV.

Take your hands out of your pockets.

Look at me.

When your last name is called, answer with your first name.

- Pirozetti. - Antoine.

May I smoke?

Go ahead.

Roger Sartet?

May I go pee?

Sit down.

There has been a little hitch, Sartet.

Your lawyer let us know he could not be here.

If you want to postpone...

- No, let's get this over with, Your Honor. - Fine, Sartet.

My investigation is complete.

In accordance with the law, I will summarize my findings

before I pass them on to the district attorney.

Here is a copy of my summary.

Your name is Roger Sartet.

You were born on October 15, 1935, at 27 rue des Cordonniers, Nancy.

You and your sister were raised by your father, a factory worker.

Your school attendance was fairly regular until you were eleven.

One of your teachers, Mr. Segure, described you

as "a student who always smiled and got along well with others."

This is the only favorable report in the whole file.

Your criminal record begins at the age of fourteen.

Come in, Commissioner. This will all be over in a few minutes.

This long string of armed crimes, marked by cold-blooded brutality,

culminated in the case now before the court,

the armed robbery of the Caron jewelry store.

On June 15, you entered the shop alone a few minutes before closing time.

On that occasion you fired without warning

and fled with jewelry worth $150,000.

Three months later, when the police tracked you down,

you refused to surrender and fired on the police,

killing Officers Ponthier and Sorel.

You have consistently denied being responsible for this latest robbery,

but ballistic evidence has conclusively established

that the bullets fired in the Caron jewelry store

came from the weapon with which you killed the two officers.

These are the charges against you.

As prescribed by law, I now ask you: Do you have anything to add?

- I stand by my statements, Your Honor. - Fine, Sartet.

After reading the charges, I stand by what I said before. Please sign there.

- Do you check my neck, Commissioner? - Not exactly.

Forgive me if one day I drag you out of bed at dawn.

There is no need to apologize.

I'll be there.

- The Perez file, Your Honor. - I had given up hope of getting it.

No, thank you. I have not smoked for exactly 13 days and six hours.

- Do you miss it? - Of course. See?

It is not the same, but it helps.

Come on. What are you waiting for?

Your brother is free.

How do I hear from him?

He will contact you, but with him, no news is good news.

- Handy little gadget. - Like a can of sardines.

I am very sorry, sir.

Very?

Do you know what it cost us last time? Two men.

And the next time it could be one of these two here, or even me.

You think we get paid for that. So why should you care?

Well, I'll give you something to worry about.

Finding a new job.

Did I ask you something?

He's trying to quit smoking. It's driving him crazy.

- Now I know. - He'd be better off smoking.

Why did you choose us to get you out of there?

I worked with Aldo before. I liked his style.

Should be worth...

Don't worry. We'll know that right away.

Not a bad idea to hide your money.

And?

It's worth a little more than you thought.

It should fetch you 145 million lire.

- When can you wrap it up? - In a few days.

I have a buyer in Milan.

What do you want me to do with the money? Are you still buying land in Sicily?

Yes, I have options on all this land here.

Look, it borders what I already have. It'll come to about 12,500 acres.

- Are you planning to retire there? - Indeed.

- You'll be bored to death there. - I was nine when I left Sicily.

So if I go back, all those people who knew me back then

when I begged on the docks will cheer me on. It'll be a spectacle.

And my parents are buried there. In the prettiest grave in the country.

You're all the same. In America a

trader had his father buried in a platinum coffin.

Better to leave the money to the living.

- Who are you? Who do you belong to? - I am Aldo's wife.

Aldo and I live here.

We moved in with my father-in-law downstairs for a few days.

As long as you're here.

You'll find everything you need here in the fridge.

The bathroom is here.

I'll change the sheets for you.

My friend Turi Lo Cascio. The family. My eldest son, Aldo.

Sergio, my youngest.

My daughter, Theresa.

- Nice to meet you. - And her husband, Luigi.

- Hello, Grandpa. - My grandson.

And you know my wife, Maria.

Aldo’s wife, Jeanne. She is French.

Sit down.

- How are you? - All good.

Cheese.

Aldo, you shouldn’t let her dress like that.

Should I let someone take my place?

Not if you cooperate.

- Then I better arrange someone. - Why? Do you have something to hide?

Who do you take me for?

If you came for my brother,

I read the newspapers like everyone. That’s all I know.

So I can’t tell you anything.

I didn’t ask you anything.

What do you want then?

I just want to tell you something.

Do you see this phone, the one in the booth,

the one at your home. They’re all tapped.

You are being followed day and night.

And if you try calling somewhere else, we’re there to ask who it is.

- And we check it on the spot. - You’re wasting your time.

He won’t try to call me.

Maybe not,

but if he does, I only want to hear: "Monique Sartet is not here."

Or "Monique Sartet no longer works here."

If you say anything else,

I’m afraid you’ll get into trouble and I can’t help you.

I don’t understand.

Normally, you observe people without telling them.

I do the opposite. I tell and then observe them.

I don’t want you to get dragged along with him.

Well…

Now we just wait.

Do you think Sartet will try to call her?

Yes, and if he can’t reach her, he’ll go look for her.

Or at least I hope so.

And if he does, you’d better hold him tight.

May I speak to Monique Sartet, please?

What time does she return to work?

But she still works there, right? Will she be there tonight?

I brought you some groceries.

That wasn’t very smart, going outside like that.

They downstairs wouldn’t like it.

Go tell them. But I bet you won’t.

No? Why not?

That’s why.

You know I don’t need all this.

Then why do you think I came?

Curiosity.

You have a murderer in your house and want to see him up close.

Because the people downstairs don’t shoot anyone?

Maybe it’s smarter and also harder.

The Manalese clan has all the answers, right?

Don’t ask me about the Manalese clan. I’m the only one who isn’t Sicilian.

- How does it feel to shoot someone? - See? You’re interested.

Fine, I’ll tell you.

It makes a loud bang.

And if he falls right in front of you,

- what does that do to you? - Nothing.

It’s over so quickly.

Do you know what made me start shooting?

Nobody took me seriously, not even with a gun in my hand.

Apparently, I didn’t have the right face for it.

It’s that simple.

Go now. I haven’t had a woman in two years.

- Where is he? - Room 36.

- Is that him? - Yes.

He was in such a hurry he didn’t even wait for his change.

Do you know the girl?

Her name is Simone. A regular customer.

- Call her room. - But…

Go ahead. Ask if they want a drink.

I don’t know, Albert. I’ll ask him.

Do you want a drink?

Do you have good champagne?

Send a bottle up.

That’s for the champagne and that’s for you.

If they were all like you.

Enjoy it while it lasts. I’ve never paid.

- Didn’t you mind the champagne? - No, no. It’s fine.

I don’t know what’s going on with Albert. He’s never pushed alcohol before.

What’s happening?

Is that all?

Yes, sir. They were five in the cell. So these four plus Sartet is correct.

Let’s go.

Your name, surname, and occupation.

Jean-Marie Ballard, electrical engineer.

How long have you been here?

- Three months. - For what?

What happened?

I was in Rome to install the alarm system for a jewelry exhibition.

You know, the French jewelers’ exhibition at the Villa Borghese.

The exhibition is worth millions.

Anyway, we worked almost a month.

I finished earlier than I thought.

I came home unexpectedly.

I wanted to surprise my wife.

And I found her with...

I caught her in bed with another man. I lost my mind.